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{You Were Him After All?!} (Part Thirty Seven)

 Miguel would bring him to the room, and I held Miles' hand proudly on the way to the room. God, I missed the warmth of his touch. I squeezed Miles' hand softly, he gave me a sweet glare, and Miguel would open a door to a cozy room, with a king size bed, a couch and the furniture was good too. He would push me and Miles into the room. I was pressed against Miles' body, and he smirked. "So, we're alone... What you gonna do?" He asked with a grin plastered on his face. I chuckled. "Gosh... What i'm gonna do? What I'm gonna do..." I mumbled. He laughed. "Yeah." He said with determination. I stared in his hazel eyes. He looked so innocent, but naughty at the same time. I kissed his lips softly. Then, something would fall out of his hoodie. He quickly grabbed it, and putted it back in his pocket. I raised an eyebrow. "what was that?" I asked. He gulped, and looked away, while he scratched the back of his neck.

"n-nothing. Seriously, don't make a problem out of it..." He said, with hesitation. He was hiding something. And I had no idea what, but I'd gladly find out what. "No, I want to see it!" I said, and smiled. He was stepping back, creating a distance between us. It was probably a really big secret, something he doesn't want me to find out. I pouted, and he sighed. "I could get you in trouble, love.... And I wouldn't want that." He said, while he stroked my hair. His fingertips were going gently through my locks, and he stared at me. "Don't..." He mumbled. I looked away. "Look, I don't know what you're hiding from me, but I have an idea that you wouldn't want me to find out." He tried not to burst out, and I saw his fists clenching, as his knockles turned white. I grabbed his hand, and stroked the back of it with my thumb. "Don't hide it from me... I'm your girlfriend..." He grabbed my cheek, and kissed my lips. "I... It's the best for both of us to keep this a secret...." I rolled my eyes again, and bit the inside of my cheek frustratingly. "Why don't you want to tell me?" I asked, my patience running low. He sighed again, and I felt his grip tighting. 

"Autumn... I..."  He grabbed the item out of his pocket, and showed me. It was an advanced glove from the only one and one.... The Prowler... I recognized the machine- sort of glove. "M-Miles...." He looked away again, avoiding my gaze. He went red instantly. "A-are... A-are you the Prowler...?" I asked. He slowly nodded his head. I couldn't believe it, my instincts were right all the time, even... Even Erlin was right... I swallowed the lump in my throat, trying not to explode out of agriness. Miles tried to grab my arm gently, but I pulled away. "You kept this secret from me..." But somewhere, it only felt fair, because I was SpiderSky. I kept this secret from him like he did from me. I sighed.

"I'm SpiderSky..." I mumbled, and his eyes widened. "W-what?? YOU KEPT THIS FROM ME?!!" He started yelling at me. "I COULD'VE HURTEN YOU!!" He yelled, as he tried to wrap his mind around this situation. "I seriously-" "I DON'T CARE WHAT YOU THOUGHT!! I'VE HURTED YOU!!" He then walked away, as he slammed the door behind him. I tried to follow him, and I wanted to make this up, telling him that it was okay, and that we couldn't turn the time back. This was reality, and this was now. The present. I walked towards the direction he got, and I found him, crying at Gwen and Miles 1610.

"What happend?" Gwen asked, and I felt naseous. "I-i told him I am SpiderSky..." Miles [my boyfriend] stared at me, and then, he would wipe his tears away. "S-sorry..." 
I nodded. "I forgave you almost on the spot." I said, and he smiled sadly. I approached him, and then I hugged him. He hugged me back, and he kissed my lips. "I love you..." He said, while he kissed my ear softly.

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